"Harry Potter."
Harry sat back in his seat next to Severus and smirked as his son stepped onto the stage to the whispering of the crowd around them. He boy looked around nervously before stepping up to Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"Does this bring back memories," Severus asked softly into his ear.
"Only vaguely," Harry replied with a smirk then frowned. "Actually…I think they had already sent me off somewhere by this point."
Severus snorted as Ry took the sword Kingsley gave him with a grin and went to sit with the other Aurors in training and started whispering to Ron beside him. Harry still wasn't sure how the boy had gotten into the program but he had a feeling that Arthur had pulled some strings and the boy did excel at Defence.
"God," Harry moaned. "I hope he doesn't cut himself with the bloody thing."
"You didn't give him any lessons?" Severus asked in surprise.
"I tried but it didn't go well," Harry replied with a groan. "Let's just say that I was limping a lot harder after that. I'm just glad I'm not going to be training him with it."
"I wouldn't be so quick to say that," Severus said with a smirk.
"He's in the program now, Severus." Harry said calmly. "They can deal with his exploding cauldrons and sword mishaps."
"Thank god for that," Severus remarked. "Do you want me to give you the bill now?"
Harry huffed a laugh and clapped when the last name was read out and the Auror class stood up before they broke up to see their families and friends.
"Dad!"
Harry stood up as he son ran towards him with the sword in his hand. Harry quickly grabbed the boy's wrist as he went to throw his arms around him and removed the weapon.
"Oops," Ry said with a grin.
Harry rolled his eyes and held the sword calmly in his left hand, glad for the sheath along its length. He could see a couple of other parents taking the swords from their children in amusement. Harry handed the sword to Severus as he pulled the leather bag linked to his Gringotts account out of his pocket.
"I have something for you," Harry said with a smile. "Try not to kill yourself on it."
Severus snorted as Harry pulled a pure silver sword from the bag with a black sheath.
"Wow," Ry said as he took the sword and looked it over.
"I'll have to teach you to link it to yourself," Harry said softly.
"The same way yours is?" Ry asked in excitement and even Severus's interest was piqued.
"Sure," Harry said with a grin. "It's easy magic."
Harry gave his son a wink and pulled out a silver knife with a black sheath to match the sword and handed it hilt first to Ry before placing the leather bag away in his pocket.
"Thanks dad!" Ry cried and took the knife his green eyes shining.
"Now," Harry said as he leaned back on his cane. "The pointy end, faces your enemies-"
"Oi!" Ry cried, as Harry smirked at him. "I know that!"
"Until you know how to use them," Harry said softly. "Don't."
"Yes, Dad." Ry said, as he looked the weapon over.
"I don't want to get a phone call saying that you have been involved in a stabbing," Harry said sternly. "Do not pull any weapon that you don't know how to use. Understand?"
"Yes, Dad."
Harry took the sword from his son's hand and adjusted the belt and clipped it around Ry's slim waist and adjusted it a couple more times until it sat right on the boy's hips. He clipped the knife to the belt just behind the sword and stood back to look at his son. Ry grinned at him and placed his hand on the hilt of the silver sword. Harry felt his gut clench at the sight, he would have to start thinking of the boy as an adult now, even if he looked so young to Harry.
"Auror in training," Harry said softly. "Good luck, Harry Potter."
"More like good luck to the Auror School," Severus muttered and clapped a hand to Ry's shoulder.
"Oi!" Ry yelped. "Hogwarts is still standing!"
Harry smirked.
"Yes," Severus drawled. "I think Blake is working on that one."
"Hey!" Harry yelped as Ry snickered.
"This year might be his year!" Ry cried then dashed away before his father could grab him.
"This is the thanks I get," Harry muttered, and then sniggered as his son tripped on his sword and had to grab a chair before he fell over.
"Oh, god." Severus moaned as the boy righted himself with a grin over his shoulder.
"Makes you lose faith in the next generation," Harry muttered.
"He'll be fine," Severus said softly. "You made it through."
"With most of my sanity intact as well," Harry said with a grin and held out the sword that Ry had been given. "And look, Severus. You have a free sword to practise with now."
xXx
The night was clear with a slight breeze as they made their way back up to the school. The students were due back next week and Severus and Harry were looking forward to settling back in with classes. Harry could still see the burnt patches of grass from his dark dragon on the grounds but everything else had been cleaned up for the students.
"How long until the grass will grow there?" Severus asked as they passed one of the burnt patches.
"Maybe a couple more weeks," Harry replied as he looked down at the paw print in interest. "Probably long enough for Albus to complain. Looks neat though."
Severus huffed a laugh as he looked down at the print in interest.
"Can anyone with dark magic call one of them up?" Severus asked in interest.
"Um," Harry said as he thought about the question. "It's complex magic. It has a mind of its own so you have the learn how to convince it to do what you want. That's the problem with more potent magic; it seems to develop a personality. It would be easier to just conjure up a dragon, then make one of dark magic."
Harry pulled his dark wand and with a whispered spell a large dragon appeared on the grounds. Its red scales shining as it swung its head around and look down at them with large black eyes. It huffed a breath before rearing back on its legs and pumping its wings before settling in front of the wizards.
Harry turned to Severus to see the man staring at the dragon with large eyes.
"Is the Headmaster going to yell at you for that?" Severus asked.
Harry snorted as the dragon beat its wings a couple of times before taking off with a jump.
"Nah," Harry said as he watched the dragon circle around without a sound. "It's just a regular conjured dragon, no dark or light power there. It will just do what you want it to, it can't think or adapt. Kind of boring really."
"Only you would say that," Severus said with a snort as the dragon puffed away.
"They don't seem to hold any life without the dark or light magic feeding them," Harry remarked as he looked up at the stars. "When you want to use one in battle it needs to be flexible, to understand that it can be harmed and what people to attack and which not to attack. Dark magic works even better in those situations because it wants to attack, while light magic is happy to just walk off."
Severus slipped his hand around the one holding the elder wand and Harry passed it over to him.
"Does this wand make it easier to channel dark magic?" Severus asked in interest.
"Sometimes," Harry replied and moved back towards the castle not taking his wand back. "Try a few spells."
Severus stopped and Harry turned to him with an amused smile.
"Are you serious?" Severus asked.
"Sure," Harry said. "Anyone can use that wand, it bites though, so watch out for that and don't put too much power into the spell."
Harry pulled his cherry wand as he gave Severus a challenging grin and a wink.
"Ignis," Harry whispered the spell as he flicked his cherry wand.
A burst of green light shot up into the sky and burst into a hundred colours that slowly rained down like glitter.
"Go on," Harry said with a grin.
Severus looked unsure as he looked down at the wand in his hand, feeling the unfamiliar weight in his hand. The wand had a slight pull about it, like it wanted you to use it.
"Ignis," Severus whispered with a little bit of magic.
The wand hummed under his hand and he carefully channelled a small amount of power down it. A white light flew from the end of the wand and into the sky with a hiss and Severus gasped as it burst into colours of red and gold. Harry huffed a laughed and added his own firework spell into the mix. Severus gave him a grin and it was on.
The sky was filled with colours as the two men tried to outdo each other. Harry had a ball of light rolling around with sparks flying from it as Severus held a stream of coloured lights as it twisted through the sky chasing the ball. The wand in his hand just soaking up anything he wanted as it hummed slightly. He had never used another person's wand so easily and it felt similar to his own as he channelled his magic through it.
Severus grinned and flicked the wand and it bucked slightly and a green light burst forward and exploded with a huge bang, a shower of blues and greens lighting up the sky and bathing them in light and Severus gasped as Harry laughed beside him.
"Got away from you there, Snape?" Harry huffed at the stunned look on Severus's face. "It has a mind of its own that wand, you have to have a clear idea in your head of what you want it to do. Not much room for error in complex magic."
"Getting in an early lesson, my boys?" Albus said softly in amusement.
Harry looked over to Albus standing at the top of the steps leading into the castle in amusement. Albus's eyes flicked to the wand in Severus's hand.
"Might need to make it a class," Harry said in amusement as they moved towards the Headmaster. "Firework night, I'm sure the kids would enjoy it."
Severus passed his wand back and Harry took it in his hand and held it out to the Headmaster when he got close.
"Want to try?" Harry said with an easy smile and a challenge in his eyes.
Albus's eyes widened as he took the wand in his hand, so similar to his own and yet not. He pulled out his own wand and Severus looked them over in interest, the similarities were there for at one time the Headmaster had held one part of the Hallows, before Harry had arrived in this time. Harry looked at the two wands as the thought that Albus may have held the three parts of the hallows but had never been their master. He shared a look with the Headmaster before giving him a slight grin.
"How about a light dragon, Headmaster?" Harry challenged him with a smirk. "You know how much to channel through it?"
Albus looked down at the wand in his hand before holding it out and slowly channelling his magic into the wand as he formed the spell in his mind, crafting it carefully to how he wanted. Harry leaned back on the stones behind him and crossed his arms over his chest as the Headmaster whispered the spell under his breath. Harry could feel the spell as it formed in the wand and the way that the elder wand responded to the light magic running through it, it wasn't happy, but it would take it.
Slowly a white mist started to form in front of them, reflecting the light of the moon like glass as it grew in size. The wand in the Headmaster's hand hummed as the magic passed through it and the mist's form sharpened until a large dragon with sleepy rainbow eyes was curled up on the ground. It ruffled its white wings and had a slight blue tinge to its body as it curled itself up.
Harry grinned and conjured up the red dragon from before. The light dragon lifted its head and looked over at the red dragon as the beast lowered its head and stretched its wings and hissed silently at the other dragon. The light dragon just yawned widely showing off sharp teeth as the red dragon took to the sky. Harry poured a little more magic into his dragon and it dived towards them.
The light dragon shook its wings as it got to its feet and looked up at the red dragon and with a causal flick of its wings it took to the sky after it.
Severus just gasped as the two dragons twisted in the sky and looked over at his lover and the Headmaster as two powerful wizards grinned as their dragons played around. Harry had to focus carefully as his dragon twisted, it couldn't think for itself so Harry had to direct it in its every move as the light dragon calmly moved around it with the grace of an animal with its own mind, until Harry lost his concentration and his dragon puffed away.
"Ha!" Harry laughed as the light dragon winged away and skimmed its claws along the surface of the lake. "Are you still holding it Headmaster or has it slipped away?"
Albus laughed and held the elder wand out to Harry with a smile.
"Slipped away?" Severus asked, going pale. "You aren't controlling it?"
"You can only hold them for so long," Harry said with a grin, watching the light dragon's shimmering form. "The magic will fade and soak back into the earth once it runs out. You can pick up the connection and end the spell or try to direct it but it's better to just let it go."
The light dragon pulled up and twisted in the night air as it glided around the castle.
"Nice dragon, by the way." Harry said to the Headmaster. "I can never make them so white."
"I'm not surprised," Albus replied and clapped a hand to Harry's shoulder.
"You can make a light dragon?" Severus asked, slightly surprised.
Harry grinned over to him and pulled his cherry wand and formed the spell in his mind as he whispered the charm under his breath. Slowly the magic lined up and a small dragon appeared before them and darted its head around. Its black eyes and light grey coat shinning. It was only about the size of a large dog and it quickly got to its feet and flicked its wings as it looked around with its long neck. Harry fed it a little more light magic and it flicked its head in his direction.
"Off you go," Harry whispered and waved his hand.
The beast trotted towards them with its tongue hanging out the side of its mouth and a bounce in its step as the Headmaster's light dragon winged around above them. The little dragon jumped and landed on the steps in front of the men and Harry held out a hand to it with a grin.
"If it bites you…" The Headmaster muttered with a grin.
Harry laughed as the dragon danced around them before with a run and a jump, it launched itself into the sky. It shot off. Its smaller size cutting easily through the air as it gained on the bigger dragon. Harry grinned as his dragon cannonballed into the side of the Headmaster's dragon.
"Really?" Severus drawled dryly.
Harry and Albus laughed.
"I'm not controlling it," Harry said as the smaller dragon just bumped off the bigger one's side as the other beast looked over at it in disdain.
"It has your personality," Albus said softly.
"Suicidal?" Harry asked with a grin. "Or little dragon syndrome?"
Severus huffed a laugh and moved over to his lover as they watched the dragons until the magic ran out and they puffed away into the night air.
xXx
Severus frowned when he didn't see Blake at lunch the next day, the man had left early that morning but hadn't mentioned that he was leaving the castle so Severus knew he was somewhere as he looked around the hall. Most of the teachers were back by now getting ready for classes to start the next day and they had started to take meals in the hall again.
Severus focused on the ring and picked up that Blake was just outside the wards and he frowned. He finished his meal quickly and moved towards the castle doors. Things had been getting back to normal but Severus could still tell that something was bothering Blake and the man hadn't been sleeping well which wasn't surprising. Severus himself had trouble sleeping some nights as well as the final battle played on his mind.
Severus followed the signal for Blake which lead him passed the gates of the school and along a faint path into the edge of the forbidden forest. He paused when he came across a small clearing. Blake sat with his legs crossed in just his jeans and shirt and a protection circle around him. Severus moved closer to see that he had his eyes closed and didn't have a wand in his hand and he frowned.
He couldn't feel any magic as the man sat there and wasn't sure if he could interrupt him or not. He moved to a fallen log and took a seat as he looked the man over. He sat completely still and Severus could tell that he wasn't doing any spell due to the fact that his hands weren't moving and he wasn't whispering under his breath like he normally did when he worked.
"Blake?" Severus whispered.
Blake started and looked over at him, his eyes slightly glowing before they faded into the normal pale green. Blake looked around before he looked at his watch and groaned and Severus smirked.
"Lose track of time?" Severus asked.
"Just a little," Blake replied as he stretched his legs out. "I was looking at something and didn't realise so much time had past."
Blake then gave him an odd look and Severus raised his eyebrow in question.
"I need your help," Blake said and Severus raised his eyebrow a little higher. "Can you come and sit in front of me?"
Severus moved to his feet and stepped over the line on the ground, carefully, before settling on the ground in front of Blake and the man gave him a slight smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"I just need to look at your core," Blake said softly. "I'll need you to lower your barriers."
"Just my core?" Severus asked in interest.
"Yes," Blake replied. "It's easier to see it through your mind to your core than to look into your magic."
"I will have to take your word for that," Severus drawled and Blake gave him a true grin this time.
"You can watch if you want," Blake said as he picked up his hands and closed his eyes. "Think of it as a lesson."
Severus snorted as he closed his own eyes as he felt a slight nudge against his occlumency shield and he lowered his barriers and felt Blake's presence, similar to when they had sex but less tangled as he focused on his own core of magic, following Blake. It wasn't as clear as it was the first time that he'd looked at his core but his mind knew the way.
He frowned as he felt Blake looking for something and the frustration from the man as he held the connection with him and wondered what the man was trying to find. Blake's presence felt slightly different as well, he had come to know what the man felt like and their tangled magic and this felt different but he didn't know in which way.
'What are you looking for?' Severus asked into his mind.
'I'm looking at your dark magic,' Blake replied.
'Why?' Severus thought.
'Just give me a minute.'
Severus watched in interest as it felt like Blake moved closer to him but physically, he hadn't moved. Then he felt something different as the connection with the man strengthened like he'd never felt before and he could almost read the man's surface thoughts.
'Don't grab that,' Blake said softly when Severus went to do just that.
Severus could feel the man was concerned and slightly afraid of something and that concerned him as he felt an echo of what Blake felt. He could feel Blake touching on his magic slightly and an echo of a pain in his heart and knew it wasn't his pain. He wanted to push the man back but he didn't as Blake looked at something that he didn't understand as he picked up whispers of the man's thoughts.
Blake was looking for something but couldn't find it and was relieved and worried by that fact. He could feel the echo of pain getting worse but Blake still didn't let go as he spread his presence out and Severus watched in interest. He was sure that he was watching something that most people would never see or experience in their lives.
Then Blake let go of the connection he'd made and his presence faded back to normal.
'There is nothing there,' Blake whispered and Severus felt him pull back completely.
Severus opened his eyes and looked Blake over, his presence was gone from his mind and Severus placed his shields back up around his mind. Blake still had his hands in his and he could feel the roughness of the callouses under his hands as he looked the man over.
He closed his eyes again and reached out to the man over the link and Blake lowered his own barriers, they felt different to his. Flexible in a way that occlumency wasn't, like mists that he knew he could get lost in as a gap was made and he pushed forward. He wasn't looking into the man's mind, just waiting on the edge. He could have easily pushed further forward but didn't
Blake wrapped his presence around him and he was led to Blake's core. He could see the man was still recovering from the final battle by the way his core didn't feel as strong as normal then he frowned. He stepped forward and Blake let him as he took a closer look. Something felt wrong but he couldn't put his finger on it.
'Can you see it?' Blake asked softly.
Severus sent the feeling of agreement as he stepped forward as he looked over the mists lazily twisting around Blake's wizard core.
'Is this what has been bothering you?' Severus asked as he watched those mists.
Something was wrong but as he watched he didn't know why he thought that. Both the man's light and dark magic were on a similar level and his wizard core looked the same. There was just a 'wrongness' that pushed on him.
'In part,' Blake replied. 'Ry only has light magic at his core.'
Severus looked at the man's core and slowly nodded.
'The Deathly Hallows?' Severus whispered softly. 'But something feels wrong.'
'Something feels wrong,' Blake agreed and Severus felt that frustration again.
'Can you use it?' Severus asked.
'Yes,' Blake replied.
Severus watched in interest as Blake picked up some of the dark, light and wizard magic and he felt the spell being formed. He couldn't 'see' Blake but could feel him working the magic as he did a simple charm to cast a light. The magic channelling out as he watched, all three strands moving together smoothly and he still couldn't put his finger on why something felt wrong, it just did.
He pulled back completely from Blake and opened his eyes to see the flame in mid-air between them not giving off heat but the spell had the feel of magic around it as he looked it over.
"I wanted to check to see if the wrongness had come across or from the link," Blake said softly as he looked at the spell and Severus could tell he was looking at the magic.
"How long have you noticed?" Severus asked.
"Last couple of days," Blake replied. "But I have a feeling that it has been there since Ry and I joined magic and it's only since my magic levels have been coming back up that I noticed."
"So, it's getting stronger?"
Blake sighed and untangled one of his hands to run it back over his head and Severus could tell the man was tired.
"I don't know," Blake said. "Maybe I just noticed it. I can use the magic and it doesn't seem to be doing any damage, it's just there. I'll look into it and see what I can find out."
"Have you seen something like this before?" Severus asked.
Blake stilled with his hand on his head.
"I'm not sure," Blake said softly. "It's my magic, it feels like my magic and I can work with it without a problem, but…"
Blake trailed off as he looked at the small, heatless flame and Severus looked at it as well, knowing that three types of magic had gone into making it. It frustrated him sometimes that he couldn't see the magic and could only faintly feel the magic in the spell.
"Something else is bothering you," Severus stated.
Blake slowly nodded his head as he looked at the flame, his pale green eyes moved to him and he sighed.
"Yes," Blake admitted. "But it's not important."
Severus tightened his grip on Blake's hand, he could tell the man didn't want to share his thoughts. Whatever was bothering him, he would share it when he wanted to.
"Poppy has given me her demands," Severus said with a smile. "Feel up to being an apprentice?"
Blake barked a laugh and gave him a lopsided grin.
"I can deal with that."
xXx
Harry stood calmly outside the wards of the castle as the sun started to set for the third afternoon in a row. He'd already placed a dead rabbit on the ground and had a gathering of crows in the trees around him, waiting. Harry leaned back on his cane and waited as well. He had questions that needed answering.
Caw!
Harry looked up at the small crow that had landed in the tree before him in interest. The animal looked him over with beady eyes and Harry cocked his head slightly. He wasn't sure if this was the crow he'd been waiting for. The bird moved down the branch before hopping to the ground near the rabbit.
"What do you want?"
Harry turned at the voice and looked over at a young woman with an air of dark magic and something else around her as she stood there naked. Her skin was dark and she stood about the same height as him and was so slim that she just looked like skin and bones and yet there was a strength to her body. The woman took a step forward as the other crows moved in on the rabbit and her black eyes focused on him.
"One of your kin gave a student here a silver snake," Harry said softly. "They saw something in the boy?"
The woman cocked her head to the side, like she was listening to something that Harry couldn't hear, before tilting it the other way.
"The dark boy?" The woman asked, her voice rough.
"Dark magic?" Harry asked and held out his hand and called a small ball of dark magic.
The woman bobbed her head in a nod, her dark eyes locked on the ball of magic.
"One of us," The woman said and grabbed the ball of dark magic and Harry let it go.
She held the ball close to her chest, between her small breasts, as it started to unravel into mists, before focusing back on Harry. It was hard to get a straight answer from the crows, their minds were too animalistic and they spent too much time between worlds. You had to read between the lines. Much like a prophecy, that only made sense after the fact, and he was only dealing with a very young crow here.
"Your boy," The woman said with a wild grin.
"My boy?" Harry asked with a frown.
"Yes, yes!" The woman cried and the crows started up in agreement.
Caw! Caw!
Harry looked around him in confusion.
"Your boy," The woman repeated as she stepped forward and cocked her head as she looked him over.
"That's why you gave him the silver snake?" Harry asked softly. "To draw my attention to him."
The woman bobbed her head, but if it was in answer to Harry's question or not, he wasn't sure.
"One of us!" The woman cried. "Same as you, your boy."
"Cursed?" Harry asked in confusion. "Cursed with dark magic."
Harry didn't see a curse around Callum Genger, just dark magic and a lot of it.
"You train him," The woman said. "Save him."
Harry ran a hand through his hair, he wasn't sure if he was getting answers or just more questions.
"He is yours," The woman whispered as she stepped very close to Harry.
Her black eyes glinted as Harry leaned into his cane and didn't step back as the woman looked him over. Her dark eyes holding both intelligence and madness.
"He will be yours," The woman said with a smile that had Harry shivering.
Being so close to the spirit world; past, present and future would blend. They could get glimpses of all three without understanding or caring one way or the other what they were seeing since they were still animals in the end. They were just moving the spirits they had picked up to the other side. However, they had seen something.
"Yours!" The woman cried with a grin and danced back.
Caw! Caw!
"Mine," Harry muttered and looked around at the crows.
He had no idea how the boy could be his, since there was no possible way that they shared any blood but as he watched the woman pranced around on her feet, he did wonder in what way the crows believed that he was his. The woman danced closer with those beady eyes and tilted head, her dark skin moulding with the darkening sky as Harry focused on her. A slight sheen of sweat on her flawless skin contrasting with the way that it stretched over the bones in her body.
"He calls to us," The woman said softly as she came to stand in front of him, stilling. "On the winds, calling out."
Harry shivered at the words as the woman cocked her head.
"You can answer his call," The woman whispered as she brushed her naked body against him. "You can save him."
"Save him from what?" Harry asked softly.
"Himself," The woman whispered. "His pain."
The woman leaned up and kissed his cheek briefly before skipping away behind him and by the time Harry turned, she'd gone and he was left alone with what was left of the dead rabbit and the crows enjoying the meal.
"Well," Harry muttered to the birds. "That answered my questions perfectly."
One of the birds turned its beady eyes on him and cawed loudly.
xXx
"So," Harry said as he came through Severus's office door with a grin. "Ry has a weekend pass and I need to teach him how to link his sword to himself."
Severus looked up at the other man as he held the quill in his hand as he was marking assignments.
"Yes," Severus drawled as he made another mark on the student's paper before him.
"I was thinking-"
"Oh, god," Severus moaned. "Not again."
Harry gave him a grin as he threw himself into the chair across from him and sprawled out in it. Severus raised an eyebrow at him.
"Continue, Mr Sun." Severus purred.
"Well," Harry said as he hooked one leg over on the arm of the chair. "Did you also want to learn to link a sword or knife?"
Severus paused as he looked at the other man with dark eyes and Harry gave him a wink.
"It has to be silver to work," Harry said. "Really not sure why. But it can be anything. I've found goblin silver works best, like my sword."
"Do you only have your sword linked to you?" Severus asked in interest.
"Yes," Harry answered and stretched out.
"Alright," Severus said softly. "How can you be comfortable in that chair?"
"What why?" Harry asked.
"That chair," Severus said slowly. "How are you comfortable in it. That was the most uncomfortable chair that I could find in this school."
"I'm a military man, Severus." Harry said, with a smirk. "I can be comfortable anywhere."
Severus snorted.
"This chair's not so bad," Harry remarked and wiggled slightly.
Harry looked over when someone knocked on Severus's door.
"Come in," Harry called and Severus glared at him.
Ginny Weasley poked her head around the door then froze when she saw Harry.
"Um," The girl said and blushed. "I'm here for my detention."
"Oh," Harry said and grinned over at Severus. "I could use someone to cut up some potion ingredients."
Severus waved his hand and he looked back at Ginny.
"Well, Ms Weasley." Harry said as he righted himself. "You're in luck."
Ginny blushed even deeper shade of red and Harry winked over at Severus.
"No torture session with Snape tonight," Harry remarked as Severus's glare kicked up a notch. "Night, Severus."
"Have you had chocolate?" Severus drawled and Harry gave him a wink in answer.
Ginny giggled as Harry pushed the girl out of the office then ducked his head back into the room and blew the man a kiss, then ducked out before the spell could hit him. Ginny started as the spell hit the door and looked up at Harry with wide eyes.
"Just a lover's tiff, Ms Weasley." Harry said with a laugh. "Nothing to concern yourself with."
"Thank you, sir." Ginny said in a small voice.
"For what?" Harry asked as he opened the door to his office.
They stepped in and he opened up the potion's cabinet, taking a few items out and passing them to the girl.
"For getting me out a detention with Professor Snape," Ginny said in a small voice.
"So, is cutting up ingredients with me a better idea?" Harry asked as he locked the cabinet and picked up his notebook and flipped through it until he came to the page he wanted.
"Well," Ginny said, looking around the office in interest.
Harry looked over at the girl as he used a finger to mark the page he was on.
"Yes?" Harry asked, drawing out the word.
Ginny blushed and looked away and Harry chuckled as they moved out of the office and to his classroom with the notebook and ingredients he needed. He left the door of his classroom open as he moved over to the bench at the back of his room.
"Just dump them there," Harry said as he grabbed up a cauldron from under the table and placed it on the table.
"You make potions?" Ginny asked.
"Yep," Harry replied as he ran his finger down the list in his notebook, double checking that he had everything. "Ry didn't mention it?"
"Um, no."
Harry looked over to see the girl watching him.
"He'll be here this weekend," Harry said as he leaned his hip against the table. "He has a pass from Auror training."
"Your eyes are the same colour as his," Ginny blunted out then ducked her head in embarrassment.
Harry gave a laugh as he pulled out a silver knife and a chopping board.
"How are you at potions?" Harry asked. "I know you are in Severus's class?"
"Passing so far," Ginny said in a small voice.
"Good enough for me then," Harry said. "If you could chop those Poppy flowers, roughly will do."
xXx
Severus leaned in the doorway watching his lover and the Weasley girl as they worked. They were roughly the same height with the girl less than an inch taller. Blake gave a grin to her and she blushed, making Severus smirk. Dracka appeared on the other side of the doorway and peeked into the room, then raised an eyebrow at Severus in question.
"Oi!" Blake snapped and Severus and Dracka looked over at him. "Bugger off."
Dracka winked at Severus before stalking into the room as Blake turned to the two of them. Ginny flinched away from Dracka and Severus was sure that his eyes were shining red.
"Did we interrupt something?" Dracka drawled as he lifted his nose in the air and took a sniff.
"Out, Dracka." Blake growled.
Dracka paused and he cocked his head to the side as Blake gave him a glare. Severus watched in interest, as a silent conversation seemed to pass between the two men.
"Will you make it up to me later?" Dracka said with a leer and Ginny blushed a deep shade of red.
Blake stepped forward until he stood toe to toe with the vampire and gave him a push. Dracka just rocked back on his heels with a grin.
"I'm sure Severus could help you out with that," Blake said with a smirk. "I am busy, now out."
Dracka rocked back on his feet again as Severus smirked from the doorway and Weasley looked like she would like to be anywhere but where she was.
"You hear that, Severus." Dracka said, turning to him with a leer. "You're all mine."
"Lucky me," Severus drawled.
Dracka barked a laugh and stalked from the room, patting Severus on the shoulder as he passed. Blake gave him a wink before turning back to the potion as Ginny looked between the two men.
"Still liking your detention, Ms Weasley?" Severus asked sweetly. "I'm sure I can arrange some cauldrons that need cleaning."
Ginny looked at him with wide eyes and looking pale.
"Oi!" Blake snapped as he looked over at Severus.
Severus smirked and moved away from the door in amusement, Dracka waited for him and fell into step with him as Severus moved back to his office.
"You're lucky he didn't curse you," Severus said softly.
"Ha!" Dracka barked. "I think he is getting used to it."
"One day," Severus drawled.
"Probably."
xXx
"Did you two have fun?" Blake asked as he stepped into their bedroom that night after his shower.
Severus smirked in answer as he lay in bed with a book in his hands.
Blake sprawled out on the bed and Severus placed his book to the side and laid a hand on his shoulder as the man looked up at him.
"Yes," Severus drawled.
Blake grinned up at him as he turned over and crawled up his body until he was saddling his waist.
"Did you have fun playing potions?" Severus purred.
"Yes," Blake replied, his eyes darkening as he pushed the blanket down uncovering the man. "My normal partner was busy playing Professor with a vampire."
Severus huffed a laugh and looked up at Blake above him.
"Poor Ginny," Blake laughed. "I'm not sure she's going to recover from the shock."
xXx
missing scene.
xXx
Severus rolled onto his back and panted slightly, he looked over when Blake chuckled.
"What?" Severus asked.
"Professors and vampires," Blake muttered as he turned on his side. "Potions and Professors."
Severus looked at him puzzled.
"Been a while since we had sex in a classroom," Blake said with a glint in his eyes.
"Don't you get in enough trouble with the Headmaster?" Severus purred.
"Ha!" Blake laughed. "Not lately and it's only the start of the school year."
Severus groaned and let his head rest back against the bed.
xXx
Harry summoned his silver blade and placed it on his knees as he sat on the floor of his classroom.
"Okay," Harry said softly and looked at his son. "The first thing you need to do is think of a place that you want the sword to be. I keep mine in my Gringott's vault."
"Wait," Severus said as he watched Harry and Ry.
Harry held up a hand before Severus could say anything else.
"I'll explain," Harry said. "You are making a link between your magic and the silver item. The item still needs a physical place to reside and if the link gets broken you know where it is."
Harry dismissed his sword.
"When you don't want it," Harry said softly. "You dismiss it and it will go back to where you took it from. You link it to your magic so that it recognises when you are calling it."
"But," Ry said softly. "You have called it from people's hands."
"Yes," Harry confirmed. "The longer you are linked with it the easier it is to call it to you from anywhere. It is still easier to call it from the place you store it."
Harry called the sword back to his hand.
"Can you only link one item?" Ry asked.
"I wouldn't recommend any more than just one item," Harry said softly. "It would just confuse them and you."
"You talk about them like they are alive," Severus said softly.
"Magic has a way of making a life for itself," Harry said softly. "Look at this castle for example. Would you call her alive?"
Ry looked around at the walls of the castle and nodded his head and even Severus had to agree.
"This school has stood for over a thousand years," Harry said softly. "All the magic that has been cast here and soaked into the stones. I don't think there is a witch or wizard that wouldn't say she is alive."
Severus moved to sit next to the other two on the floor.
"Now, Ry." Harry said. "Which one do you want linked? I would recommend the knife, but it's up to you."
"Why the knife?" Severus asked.
"Knife in the dark," Harry replied with a lopsided grin. "A knife is easier to deal with than a sword and will get you out of a tight situation. Most wizards are not expecting it."
Ry picked up his knife in his right hand.
"Right," Harry said. "The first thing you need to do is to reach into your light magic, Ry."
"How do I do that?" Ry asked.
"Ah," Harry muttered and rubbed his head. "Maybe we should start with you, Severus."
"Light magic, Mr Sun?" Severus drawled.
"Well with you it would be dark magic," Harry said. "Same, same but different."
Ry huffed a laugh as Severus glared at Harry.
"I've already told the Headmaster," Harry said. "And it's not too much power, more a marker than anything else."
"You call this easy magic," Ry grumbled.
"Well it is," Harry defended.
"For some," Ry muttered.
"Just let me explain it and you will find that it is easy," Harry said sternly. "Okay Severus. What are you going to link?"
Severus pulled a silver knife from his robes and held it out. Ry looked at it with large eyes and Harry looked it over.
"That will do," Harry said. "Now-"
"Is that?" Ry cut across him.
"Yes," Severus answered.
Harry looked between the two of them, puzzled.
"Am I missing something?" Harry asked.
Severus and Ry glanced at each other and he looked at the knife but he'd never seen it before.
"Is that yours?" Harry questioned.
"Yes."
"No."
Severus and Ry glared at each other again and Harry held his hand out for the knife. Severus passed it over but he could feel nothing wrong with it and it was just a plain hardened silver knife and he handed it back.
"Care to explain?" Harry asked.
"That was Charmling's knife," Ry said softly.
"Ah," Harry said. "Well, it won't make a difference."
Ry and Severus just stared at him.
"So," Harry said, continuing with the lesson. "You need to draw on your dark magic and coat the item in it."
"Dad?" Ry asked softly.
"Yes?" Harry asked his son. "What?"
"It doesn't bother you that that knife was Charmling's?" Ry asked softly.
"No," Harry said, with a frown. "Why should it?"
"He stabbed you with it." Ry stated.
"Yes?" Harry said, drawing the word out. "And now Severus has it. Unless he's planning on stabbing me with it and I haven't stolen any of his potions lately, so I should be okay."
Ry just looked over to Severus but the man just smirked at him.
"Back to the lesson then?" Harry asked in amusement. "It's best if you close your eyes Severus and hold the knife in both your hands."
Harry watched as the man did as instructed.
"Now," Harry said and closed his own eyes as he opened his mind to the magic so that he could 'see' what Severus was doing. "You need to pull on your dark magic and coat the item and let the magic soak in. This only works if you have a core of light or dark magic. Wizard power will not stick to the silver."
Harry watched as Severus pulled on his dark magic, it wasn't as smooth as it could be but it would still work.
"Just a little bit," Harry said. "Just a slight coating. Enough to cover the blade and mark it."
Harry gently reached forward with his own magic to guild the man and the blade was soon covered in the man's magic, giving it a marker.
"Okay," Harry muttered, as he made sure the whole blade from hilt to tip had been covered. "Now let it soak in. That's it, it takes time. Don't add anymore dark magic, you have used enough."
Harry watched the slight dark mists around the weapon as it soaked into the silver, he could see the slight connection between Severus and the weapon as well as his own connection to him. He reached forward and smoothed over the edges of the mark on the blade so that it curved around it seamlessly as it soaked into the metal.
"I'm just going to strengthen the connection," Harry muttered. "Just give the blade a little more magic."
Harry caught the dark magic that Severus fed it and twisted it around and strengthened the connection and heard Ry gasp but he was too busy to see what it was about.
"Okay," Harry said. "I want you to picture the place you want the blade to go when you are not using it? Make a very clear picture in your mind, down to the last detail."
Harry waited as he held the connection between the blade and Severus until another line snaked out and Harry grabbed that one and tied it into the other one he had so that the blade, Severus and the location were all tied together.
"Okay," Harry said softly. "I want you to envision the blade in the location that you have picked out."
Harry waited as he held the connections. This was up to Severus now, this called on the man having a good imagination and a well-trained mind, which he knew the man had. He knew the second that the blade disappeared for Ry gasped and he felt the connection flare.
"Perfect," Harry said and he smoothed over the connection. "Okay think of it in your hand."
The connection flared and Harry let it go and opened his eyes to see Severus staring at the weapon in his hands.
"All done," Harry said with a grin and sat back on his hands. "See easy. The longer you hold the connection the more life it seems to get. Since it has your magic on it and is connected to you, it will come to you when you call it. It can be a little hit and miss for the first couple of months, so just keep calling and dismissing it. Until it comes every time you want."
Harry watched with a smile as Severus dismissed the blade then called it back before he looked up at Harry with wide eyes.
"That's easy?" Severus drawled.
"That's easy," Harry repeated with a smirk. "Your turn, Ry."
The boy groaned.
xXx
Harry felt a pull on the connection with Severus and he frowned. What was the man doing? He looked back to the fifth year Hufflepuff, Jake Filler, that he was working with and watched as the boy cast the spell to carve the stone in front of them. They were in an unused room on the first floor since this kind of spell work made a big mess.
"That's it," Harry said, as the boy carefully sliced into the stone.
Harry was more supervising, than anything else as the boy worked. The boy had talent as he carved the stone and Harry sat in one of the chairs along the wall. He watched the boy work a little longer before he was distracted once again and he frowned. Severus was doing something but Harry couldn't find out what, while he was supervising Mr Filler.
When he was distracted for the third time, he had to take the ring off his finger to lessen the connection as he watched the boy work. The connection faded as he played with the ring.
"You are getting very good at this," Harry said softly, when the boy stepped back. "Are you thinking of taking this up as a job?"
"Um," The boy replied with wide eyes. "I hadn't thought of that, sir."
"You have skills, Mr Filler." Harry said with a smile. "If you want, I can look into having some of your pieces placed in a gallery for sale?"
"Really?" Jake said as he looked between Harry and the statue he'd carved. "Do you think it's that good?"
Harry smiled as he got to his feet and slipped the ring into his pocket.
"Yes," Harry said with a smile. "Now that should do for the night."
"Thanks, sir." Jake said with a smile before leaving the room.
Harry looked over the statue, the boy had really captured the image of a mermaid in the stone to such a degree that the eyes looked like they were staring at him.
Suddenly the connection between Severus and himself flared and Harry grabbed his chest in pain as he fumbled with his phone as his legs gave out on him and he crashed to the floor as pain flared in his head.
"What the hell are you doing?" Harry snapped into the phone when Severus picked up.
"Where are you?" Severus said at the same time.
"Let go of the connection," Harry snapped as his head pounded.
The connection faded and Harry slipped the ring back onto his finger as he took a seat on one of the chairs and held his head. He looked up as Severus banged into the room in full Professor mode until he saw him.
"What were you doing?" Harry asked as he rubbed his chest.
"Are you okay?" Severus said at the same time.
Harry held his head as the pain faded in his chest.
"Blake?" Severus asked softly.
"You were pulling on the connection," Harry said. "I had a student here, I had to take the ring off, Severus. It was distracting. Now what were you doing?"
Severus grabbed another chair and placed it in front of Harry and sat down with his legs touching his.
"Practicing with the knife," Severus said softly. "Are you okay?"
Harry rubbed his head.
"All good," Harry replied. "You have two connections, Severus. One to the blade and the other to me. Just be careful about which one you pull."
Harry looked up to see Severus looking at him, looking pale.
"You pulled on the wrong one," Harry said softly, his head still pounding.
Severus held out a pain potion to him and Harry took it in his hand.
"Thanks," Harry said with a small smile. "I might have to weaken our connection while you work on the one with a knife. So, you don't grab that one by mistake."
Harry took the pain potion before handing back the empty vial as the headache eased off.
"Blake?"
Harry looked up at Severus as the man laid his hands on his knees.
"It doesn't hurt me when you grab the connection," Severus said softly. "But it hurts you?"
Harry sighed and ran a hand over his face. He didn't know how to explain this to the other man.
"I know how to grab it and work with it, Severus." Harry said softly, only half explaining it. "You do not have those skills, yet."
Severus flinched back and Harry knew he hadn't explained it right.
"Sorry, wrong words." Harry said with a sigh. "At this point, just leave it alone and just use the spell in the ring."
Harry rubbed his temples.
"I wonder if this is what the Headmaster feels when I pull on dark magic," Harry said with a lopsided grin to Severus and the tension between them eased.
Harry picked up the man's hands and closed his eyes as he felt out the connection between then and eased off on it until it was only a thin thread between the ring and Severus. It hurt that he had to do that, but it would save both of them the trouble and Harry the headache.
xXx
A/N: If you are interested I have another Snarry AU called Demon Lives on AO3 (Archive of our own) which won't be posted here. Link to my account on AO3 can be found on my profile page.